Rudolph cleared out two rooms on the second floor and placed Sheriff Claude and the werewolf girl on the beds respectively.
Then, he had to follow Sheriff Claude's instructions and get to work.
"Wolf saliva! Be sure to keep the wolf saliva well! That's really valuable!"
Rudolph remembered Sheriff Claude's entrustment.
He found several jars and began to collect the wolf saliva that the sheriff wanted.
The saliva of werewolves was extremely viscous, and it contained their wolf venom. When a werewolf died, it would secrete the last bit of wolf venom. Since the body of the werewolf was dead, the toxicity of this venom was greatly reduced. This was the wolf saliva that the sheriff was after.
Rudolph first dragged all the corpses on the second floor to the first floor and then started to collect the wolf saliva.
He pried open the mouth of a werewolf and found inside it disgusting, viscous, bloodshot, and grayish... phlegm.
Rudolph didn't vomit because he hadn't eaten for a long time and there was nothing in his stomach to throw up.
Just as Rudolph was hesitating about how to extract the wolf saliva, the wolf saliva suddenly disappeared.
Rudolph quickly closed his eyes. There was a pleasant surprise!
In his mind, the wolf saliva transformed into a shooting star and flew towards the starry sky.
Scorpius: 2/14.
On the constellation line of Scorpius, the second-to-last star at the tail, Kappa Scorpii, was lit up.
Three suspended stars fell from Kappa Scorpii, and Rudolph could choose one reward again.
The formula for a Level 1 Wolf Venom Potion, the method of making Level 1 Night Vision Eyes, and a Level 1 Wolf Skin Armor.
The Wolf Skin Armor didn't seem to be of much use. Rudolph's shotgun could even penetrate the skin of a werewolf.
The weapons of an alchemist were too powerful, Rudolph thought. For a long time, he could fight with a revolver.
The Night Vision Eyes seemed quite useful. Rudolph was a mere menial worker in the police station and always had to work the night shift. Enhancing his night vision ability would be helpful for his actions at night.
The Wolf Venom Potion also sounded good. His main enemies now were all werewolves, but he just didn't know what this potion was used for.
It was a difficult choice. Rudolph decided to keep it for now and make a decision after finding out more information.
This piece of wolf saliva had disappeared. Anyway, the sheriff didn't know exactly how many werewolves had come, so he could just count it as a loss.
Rudolph then came into contact with the second piece of wolf saliva. Unfortunately, it seemed that only one star could be lit up by the relics of the same kind of apostle.
He thought of that Level 2 werewolf. He must have stronger relics, but after thinking about it, he quickly gave up this idea.
The sheriff wouldn't say anything if he embezzled a piece of Level 1 wolf saliva, but as for a Level 2 one, he'd better not.
Rudolph closed the mouth of the werewolf's corpse, stared at his hands in disgust, and prepared to wash his hands.
After washing his hands, Rudolph came back to those corpses again.
He thought of his Living Corpse's Tooth again. The Living Corpse's Tooth activated once more, and a werewolf's corpse staggered to its feet.
This corpse was in human form, so Rudolph didn't need much star power to control it.
This werewolf corpse worked in place of Rudolph, collecting pieces of wolf saliva and putting them into the jars.
The corpse of the Level 2 werewolf was left until the end. The sheriff said that he had to deal with the corpse of the Level 2 werewolf personally.
This corpse was full of temptation for Rudolph. He really wanted to collect the apostle relics on it. But after much hesitation, Rudolph decided to follow what the sheriff had said.
He liked his current identity as a trainee patrolman. He didn't want to lose this identity because of his greed. At least this identity could bring him free alchemical bullets.
According to the sheriff's request, Rudolph made the corpse stack all the Level 1 werewolves on the firewood, pour kerosene over them, and set them on fire.
The werewolf corpse that had just done a great deal of work and was controlled by the Living Corpse's Tooth obediently walked into the sea of fire at this time.
As for the remains of the two druids, Rudolph placed them in the yard.
He waited around until many birds landed beside the remains of the druids.
These birds pecked here and there on the remains and soon flew away.
According to the sheriff, this was a certain special way of communication for druids, and other druids from the Elk Tribe would soon come over.
Rudolph finally finished dealing with everything and returned to the second floor of the house.
The werewolf stabbed by the alchemical dagger was lingering on the verge of death, and Rudolph ignored him.
The sheriff was still in a coma. Rudolph looked at the wound. There was no suitable treatment method. The wound was oozing pus, but Rudolph was truly powerless. The werewolf had almost crushed his shoulder, and the wound gave off a foul smell.
Rudolph then came to the werewolf girl's room.
He wanted to check the werewolf girl's wound and uncovered the burlap sack.
Rudolph didn't have the time to find a clean quilt, so he had directly covered the werewolf girl with a burlap sack just now.
When he uncovered the burlap sack, he found that the wounds on the werewolf girl's body had already healed.
Leaving aside other things about werewolves, their physical recovery ability was truly remarkable.
Coincidentally, the werewolf girl woke up at this moment.
By then, a faint light was already appearing in the sky. Rudolph's hand holding the burlap sack froze in mid-air.
"Listen to my explanation. I really just wanted to check your wound. I didn't mean to peek at your body..."
The werewolf girl snatched the burlap sack and tried to rush towards the window.
But her physical condition wasn't good, and all she could manage was to struggle on the bed for a moment, with half of her body falling onto the floor.
"Don't be in a hurry. Don't be in a hurry. I have no ill intentions."
Seeing this situation, Rudolph walked to the window and gallantly opened the window for her.
"Goodbye, the beautiful Miss Werewolf Girl."
The werewolf girl looked at Rudolph with a terrified expression, and her voice was trembling.
"You're a patrolman. Don't you want to kill me?"
"Not at all..." Rudolph shook his head. "I know you're also a poor soul. I'm sorry that your home is now destroyed."
Rudolph walked over to the werewolf girl, first helped the weak werewolf girl up and let her lie on the bed, and then placed a photo beside the werewolf girl.
This was a family photo of the werewolf girl. At that time, the werewolf girl wasn't a werewolf yet, and the farmer's family was still smiling happily.
"If you want to leave, you can leave at any time. I won't stop you. Good luck, Miss Werewolf Girl."
Rudolph had carefully prepared an explanation to prove that he wasn't a lecher, but that set of words was of no use at all. The werewolf girl was completely in no mood to care about that now.
Rudolph exited the room and closed the... door frame. There was a big hole in this door, and he didn't know which werewolf had made it.
The werewolf girl burst into tears, and the sound of her crying came out through the hole in the door.
Rudolph scratched his head helplessly. He didn't know how to comfort the werewolf girl.
When the werewolf girl was crying, she would occasionally look at Rudolph's back. He was the only person from whom she could get a little sense of security now.
Rudolph stood outside for a long time. It was only when the werewolf girl's crying stopped that Rudolph left from outside the hole in the door. He returned to the sheriff's room and waited for the dawn.
It was not until noon that Rudolph saw from the window that five druids on horseback came to the farm.
Rudolph quickly went downstairs. The druids were beside the remains of their companions, looking at those wounds.
Seeing Rudolph's patrolman's uniform, the druid elder at the front walked up.
"Sheriff Claude is injured and in a coma. He has asked you to help him treat the wounds left by the werewolves."
The druid elder nodded and followed Rudolph up to the second floor, while the other druids went to look at the werewolf corpses that had been burned by Rudolph.
The druid elder briefly examined the sheriff's wound and then took out a medicine bottle.
He fed the medicine from the bottle to the sheriff. Rudolph was surprised to find that the sheriff's wound was healing at a visible speed.
The last time Rudolph had seen such a situation was on a werewolf.
Seeing Rudolph leaning closer and closer with curiosity in his eyes, the druid elder explained:
"Young man, this is a Wolf Venom Potion. It can quickly heal wounds and also detoxify wolf venom."
Rudolph couldn't help but nod. "It's a good thing."
He immediately made a decision. He would choose the Wolf Venom Potion. It was simply a miraculous medicine for external injuries. Among the three suspended stars, Rudolph touched the star representing the method of making the Wolf Venom Potion.
Sheriff Claude woke up soon. After drinking some water and regaining his senses for a while, he said:
"Elder Targ, although it's presumptuous of me to say this, and although several druids from your tribe have also died, I still have to say that this is your fault.
There were more than a dozen werewolves. If I had known there were so many, I would never have come here in such a hurry. I only brought Rudolph with me. It was too dangerous."
The druid elder named Targ looked sorrowful. There were no more than 20 druids in a druid tribe.
In these few days, three druids had died successively, all because he had no control over the territory and didn't even know that such a large werewolf tribe had appeared in the territory.
"Sheriff Claude, I will investigate the situation as soon as possible and then send you a report."
Sheriff Claude nodded. "If necessary, I will apply for support from my superiors."
"Rudolph, bring those jars of wolf saliva here."
Rudolph brought over all the jars containing wolf saliva.
After the sheriff and the elder bargained without any awkwardness and with a straight face, 12 portions of Level 1 wolf saliva were sold for 48 silver shields, and the corpse of that Level 2 werewolf was sold for 5 gold shields.
These jars of wolf saliva would be taken away by the druids, who would concoct Wolf Venom Potions. The Wolf Venom Potions that could make wounds heal quickly could be sold at a good price.
As for the corpse of the Level 2 werewolf, it was also a very rare gain for the druid tribe. It was unknown how the druid tribe would deal with it.
After bargaining with the sheriff without any awkwardness and with a straight face, Rudolph was allocated 30 silver shields. Of course, there were also the 3 portions of wolf saliva that he had secretly hidden.